You picked a flower and
I told you it wasn’t ethical
“There are times in life when you can’t be moral”
“And this is one of those times?” I asked
“Yes” you said, as you put the flower in my hair,
“It is.”

I love the rainy days
I like them for reading with the window open
I like them for walking on sidewalks,
Splishing through puddles.
I like the way people smile at each other
And hold open doors.
It’s like everyone is carrying kittens
Under their raincoats.
Wait, that bulge isn’t a kitten,
It’s a gun!
Holy shit! I’m
Running out of analogies
To explain how the world works.